To be honest this poem has no meaning
I can't feel it breathing
I want to let it come out screaming
Like a child waking from dreaming
I see myself bleeding
There's something I'm not seeing
Demons are so domineering
Red Dragon forces are wielding
A Drumlack bashing and hacking
Freedom laughing
No escaping
Only living in a forest called four winds
I met a goat called Snowing
To be honest I'm going to just wander around here for a while till it gets boring.